we sat at this exact table?â
I thought for a second. Megan and I got along really well, but that didnât mean we went out for ice cream very often. More like, never.
âUh, no, why?â
âBecause it was hilarious, thatâs why.â She pointed. âIâd just read that book for you at the library, and you were freaking out because Timmy and Hannah were having ice cream together.â
âOh, snap,â Katie said. âI remember hearing about that. I remember hearing about that a lot .â
âOh yeah, itâs a little foggy but itâs coming back to me now,â I said, which was a complete and utter lie. I remembered every second of that day like it was yesterday.
âWatching you watch Timmy as he flirted with Hannah was pretty hilarious,â Megan said. âYou looked like you wanted to take his milkshake and pour it down his pants.â
âI donât remember that,â I said. Again ⦠lie.
The shakes came, and I downed half of mine in one gulp. I drink milkshakes really fast when I feel a little nervous. And also, when I donât feel nervous at all. And everything in between.
Katie, meanwhile, took a tiny sip. âCharlie Joe, you spent so much time liking Hannah Spivero. Like, years.â
âDo we have to talk about this on my birthday?â I whined.
âYouâre right, Charlie Joe, thatâs old news,â Megan said. âLetâs talk about you two. So Katie, whatâs the deal? When do you have to decide about private school?â
âLike, in the next few weeks, I think,â Katie answered.
Megan chomped on an onion ring. âThatâs so cool,â she said. âAre you psyched about it? I mean, private school sounds kinds of awesome in a way, right? Itâs almost like being in college.â
âI guess,â Katie said. âBut I would miss my friends a lot.â
âTotally,â Megan agreed.
âI kind of think you should totally go,â I said, out of the blue.
âHuh?â said Katie.
I gulped some more shake. âI mean, why not? Everything else is changing around here. Whatâs one more totally changing thing? Out with the old, in with the new, on to the next, right?â
They both stared at me like I had two heads.
Hereâs why: When Katie first told me she was thinking of going to private school, I kind of freaked out a little bit.
Fine, not a little bitâa lot.
Fine, not a lotâa ton.
It was right at the time when we were realizing we liked each other, after Zoe had moved away, and I couldnât believe the timing. Going to private school isnât exactly the same as moving, but itâs basically the same thing, right? Itâs basically out of your life, right? Anyway, I started thinking about all the ways I could make sure she wouldnât go to private school, so we could be together. One of those ways involved a cupcake-eating chicken named Cletus. It wasnât pretty.
So the fact that I was encouraging her to go to private school after all that was kind of shocking. To them, and to me.
âAre you serious?â Katie asked. âOr is this a joke? I canât tell.â
âMe neither,â I said.
âYouâre lucky itâs your birthday, otherwise Iâd be getting really mad right about now,â Katie said, which was funny because she was sounding plenty mad already.
I raised my hands in that clueless kind of way. âWhat did I do? Iâm just encouraging you to go away if thatâs what you want.â
âWho said thatâs what I want?â
âI think I know whatâs going on here,â Megan jumped in. âCharlie Joe, Katie is a little hurt that you arenât asking her to stay here with you.â Megan shifted her gaze from me to Katie. âAnd sorry, Katie, but my brother is acting out, the way he always does when he gets nervous. Heâs obviously a little uptight